Although Zhang Ruochen's relationship with the imperial court was not good, he had to admit that after the Kunlun realm became a battlefield of merits, the imperial court played a great role in keeping the Five Realms relatively stable.

But as the offensive in the **** world became more and more fierce, the strength of the imperial court was already stretched and it was difficult to sustain it. The key was that the top power was too lacking, and no matter how strong the sword was, it was impossible to sweep the power of the ten hell.

Many thoughts quickly flashed in his mind, Zhang Ruochen said: "You are one step late, and a broken array of spirits has recovered. Zhenlong Island has been banned again and no one can enter."

It was said that the faces of the sacred girl and the king of killing could not be changed. They came for the key of the world. They never thought that they would not even have the opportunity to climb on Zhenlong Island.

By this time, they finally understood why Zhang Ruochen appeared here, not on Zhenlong Island.

"Is there any news about the key to the gate of the world?" The King of Kill asked.

Zhang Ruochen groaned slightly and said: "The key to the gate of the world is extremely mysterious. No one can find it. Otherwise, the spirit of the world is afraid that it is already in danger."

Although the short and thin old man transformed by the key of the world gate has fallen into their hands, Zhang Ruochen obviously does not intend to give it to the court.

There are many reasons for this. The most important are two points. One is that he and the court are enemies and non-friends. There is no reason to give away the key of the world gate. Second, the power of the court is empty and it is difficult to protect the key of the world gate.

The key to the gate of the world is derived from the origin of the Kunlun realm, and it is impossible to bring it out of the Kunlun realm. If not, it is undoubtedly the most secure to put it into the hands of the forbidden figure in Yinyanghai.

"That being the case, the king should return to the southern region." Killing the king seemed very anxious.

Without a delay, the killing king directly rose into the air, turned into a **** light, and went away quickly.

Seeing the killing king leave, Zhang Ruochen moved into shape, appeared on the light boat, and stood opposite the sacred scholar.

With four eyes facing each other, Zhang Ruochen saw the trace of exhaustion in the eyes of the talented girl of the Holy Book, and his heart could not help being touched.

"Are you ok?"

Zhang Ruochen and the talented girl of the holy book spoke at the same time, saying the same words.

Zhang Ruochen smiled slightly and said as lightly as possible: "I'm pretty good, walking around and seeing all kinds of scenery."

All kinds of killings and blood were omitted by him and he didn't want to tell them.

Speaking of which, he has n’t seen the sacred girl for a long time. Although the sacred girl had been here before in Peacock Villas, it was in the form of a nine-day goddess. They could n’t even say a few words.

"There are too many powerful people dying in your hands. I am afraid that neither **** nor heaven will give up. Be careful." The talented lady reminded her seriously.

She knows that Zhang Ruochen is very strong now, and she is already the top-level powerhouse under the Great Saint. She can easily hide from the gun, and it is difficult to prevent dark arrows. Any negligence may be fatal.

Zhang Ruochen said: "There are many people who want my life, but I still live a good life. Thanks to these external pressures, my strength can be improved so fast, rest assured, my life is very hard, no one Can't take it. "

"I just don't want to see you in trouble." The sacred girl whispered, a gloom flashed in her eyes.

When she noticed the emotional changes of the talented lady in the book, Zhang Ruochen felt a little uneasy, and quickly asked, "What happened to you? Is something wrong?"

"I'm fine. The court has a lot of things that need me to deal with. You can't stay here long. Take care of yourself." The talented lady of the Holy Book blinked, and did not dare to look at Zhang Ruochen.

Seeing this, Zhang Ruochen became more suspicious, staring intently at the sage scholar, saying, "Tell me what happened? As long as it is within my ability, I will help you."

He did not want to have anything to do with the court, but when it came to the talents of the Holy Book, he couldn't stand by.

The wise lady sat down slowly on the canoe, holding her knees with her hands, biting her lips with her teeth, and a faint mist appeared in her eyes, which seemed to be greatly wronged.

Zhang Ruochen's heart could not help but tremble. He had never seen such a fragile appearance since he met the sacred girl.

Even if she was in the first gradient of the endless abyss, she was always strong and never weak like this.

Just as Zhang Ruochen wanted to keep asking, the talented girl whispered, "Senior painter, has passed away ... he ..."

Hearing that, Zhang Ruochen was surprised for a moment, and then he showed an incredible expression, thinking that he had heard it wrong.

Chu Siyuan practiced for hundreds of years. Before the Kunlun realm recovered, he practiced to the peak of the holy realm and became an ancestor of Confucianism and Taoism. His accumulation is very rich.

On the battlefield of ancestral merit, Chu Siyuan broke through and became the Holy King of spiritual power in one fell swoop, and later became more and more powerful, but he is one of the top powers of Confucianism and Taoism.

In addition, Chu Siyuan still has the Confucian and Taoist treasures, seven lives and seven deaths. Even if he encounters an invincible and powerful enemy, it should not be a problem to protect himself.

Therefore, it is difficult for Zhang Ruochen to believe that Chu Siyuan died.

"When is this happening?" Zhang Ruochen asked with heavy eyes.

The sacred book girl glanced sadly: "Just three days ago."

"Yi Chulao ... the savvy and powerful old man, who can kill him?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

The saintly girl's head is lower and lower, her eyes start to become moist, saying: "It is the Prince of Mora of the Rakshasa."

Zhang Ruochen's brow frowned slightly. I didn't expect that this incident was actually caused by the powerful Rakshasa. After all, the main battlefield of Rakshasa was in the southern region, not in the middle region.

Zhongyu also opened up a meritorious battlefield, but it was dominated by undead blood.

In the Raksha clan, Xiu could be named the prince in order to reach the realm of the realm. Above this, there is a grand prince who is more respected.

Every prince, at least, must reach the third level under the Great Holy, often in the heaven and **** world, he will have a huge name.

However, even when encountering the prince of the Raksha clan, relying on the figure of seven lives and seven deaths, Chu Siyuan should have a chance to escape. Why did Chu Siyuan suddenly provoke the Raksha clan?

"Not only the painter's predecessor, but the entire painting sect has been destroyed by Prince Moro and his army." The talented girl could not help crying.

She had asked the four Confucianists and Taoists for painting, and her paintings were equivalent to her teacher. Chu Siyuan was also her teacher. Now that they are gone, how can she not be sentimental.

Zhang Ruochen was shocked. He had understood that it was not Chu Siyuan who provoked the Rakshas, ​​but Rakshas came to destroy the painting.

Zhang Ruochen asked in a deep voice: "Why do the Raksha clan destroy the painting?"

"That's because the painting school still keeps the last ancient tea tree planted by Confucian ancestors in the past, which is the spiritual symbol of Confucianism. The ancient tea tree, which is a treasure for the spirits of the **** world, can Help them perceive the Supreme Word of God. "

The relationship between Confucianism and Taoism is really too deep.

Ten years ago, four Confucian ancestors planted an ancient tea tree of the Holy Path. Among the catastrophes of the Middle Ages, three of them were destroyed, leaving only the one in the painting.

For Confucianism and Taoism, the significance of the ancient tea tree of the Holy Taoism is too great. It is like that the Confucian ancestors were alive, and they have an extremely respected status in the hearts of all Confucian and Taoist disciples.

An army of the Rakshasa sneaked into the Midlands and launched an attack on the paintings. This should be the Confucianism and the court. It was not expected at all, and it was too late to rescue them.

Since even Chu Siyuan was dead, most of the ancient tea tree in the Holy Land has fallen into the hands of the Rakshasa.

"The Raksha family, headed by Prince Moro, dispatched thousands of dukes, plus more than a hundred princes. Although there are tens of thousands of disciples in the painting sect, even if they fight hard to resist, most of them have low strength, how can they withstand it.

"The predecessor of Painting Saint originally had the opportunity to retreat, but he chose to coexist and die with Painting School, and use his life to protect the ancient tea tree of Shengdao. It was planted by Confucian ancestors and represents the spirit of Confucianism and Taoism. In the hands of hell. "

"The senior Luo Xu received the news and wanted to help, but failed to enter the painting sect. He was severely wounded by Prince Moro, and then chased and killed by the strong Rakshas. He is still alive and dead."

"In a short period of time, the painting sect became hell. Where the Raksha army passed, only the bones of the earth were left, and the painting seniors slaughtered in the blood, but they were unable to return to the sky. They were caught by Prince Moro and hung their necks. , Hanging on the ancient tea tree of the Holy Path, and using a magic knife, the flesh of the painting seniors was cut and eaten piece by piece, and finally there was only a white bone floating in the wind. "

The talented sacred girl cried aloud as she spoke, tears streaming down.

By this time, her mood was completely out of control, and such a respectable senior died so terribly that she couldn't accept it.

Zhang Ruochen's heart was also greatly shaken, and he felt a suffocating feeling. He clenched his fists, his joints rattled, and his eyes were filled with cold and murderous surge.

The killing was nothing but the cruel prince of Moro, but how cruel it was to cut off the flesh of Chu Siyuan's body and eat it in front of him.

Needless to know, Chu Siyuan must finally die after suffering unimaginable pain.

For Ru Siyuan, Zhang Ruochen was extremely impressed. The first encounter was when he took Ling Feiyu, who was wounded by his will, to escape the pursuit of the saints.

At that time, the 100,000 troops of the Qitian tribe of the undead blood tribe came to commit crimes. Chu Siyuan just drew a picture and completely destroyed it, which was absolutely shocking.

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In Zhang Ruochen's heart, Chu Siyuan is a very stubborn person, but he is righteous, jealous and hateful, and can't rub a little sand in his eyes.

I still remember that Chu Siyuan went to Shengming City with him and taught him to keep him from going astray.

And when the blood gods crisis appeared, Chu Siyuan set aside his prejudices and stepped forward to fight against the wife and goddess of the blood gods, even though his strength was not good, but he never changed.

Nowadays, he died to protect the painting ancestors and the ancient tea trees of the Holy Path, expressing the sublime integrity of Confucianism and Taoism.

Thinking that the old man had been eaten and turned into bones, the entire painting became scorched earth. For a time, Zhang Ruochen was a little bit fascinated, and his eyes became moisturized.

After all, war is cruel and ruthless. Perhaps one day, relatives and familiar friends will be killed.

I do n’t know, who will be next?